The feminine urge to ignore my TBR and go spend all my time and money at the bookstore
I read between the lines when I can't write.!!😶
“You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.”
— C. JoyBell C.
One of us is dead.
It's dark outside, it's dark inside
I woke up from the crash without you beside.
It's dark outside, it's dark inside
All I can feel is my hand covered in blood that's dried.
A blaze of light, an ear-splitting screech
Before I could grasp, you were out of reach.
A blaze of light, an ear-splitting screech
While we desperately try to hold on to each.
The world upended, everything still
What just happened? Was it real or just a drill?
The world upended, everything still
A feeling down my spine, is it blood or just a chill?
I lay there, feeling the time cease
Exhausted as the pain increased.
I lay there, feeling the time cease
Wishing I could just sleep in peace.
Days skip ahead, Weeks skip ahead,
You don't see the tears I shed.
Days skip ahead, Weeks skip ahead,
You don't hear a word I said.
I lose count, Time skips ahead,
And I realize one of us is dead.
when I started reading the grisha trilogy i was all for darklina because of all the shit I’d seen about mal and the darkling on the internet
like I’d been fully led to believe that mal was this bland 2d and controlling character in the trilogy but then my man came out with line like this
and
or
how about
and THIS
and this is just a few lines from ruin & rising
seriously? I was supposed to be shipping my girl alina with emo darkles when hunk MALYEN ‘MALEWIFE’ ORETSEV was right there? PLEASE
E.A. Deverell - FREE worksheets (characters, world building, narrator, etc.) and paid courses;
Hiveword - Helps to research any topic to write about (has other resources, too);
BetaBooks - Share your draft with your beta reader (can be more than one), and see where they stopped reading, their comments, etc.;
Charlotte Dillon - Research links;
Writing realistic injuries - The title is pretty self-explanatory: while writing about an injury, take a look at this useful website;
One Stop for Writers - You guys... this website has literally everything we need: a) Description thesaurus collection, b) Character builder, c) Story maps, d) Scene maps & timelines, e) World building surveys, f) Worksheets, f) Tutorials, and much more! Although it has a paid plan ($90/year | $50/6 months | $9/month), you can still get a 2-week FREE trial;
One Stop for Writers Roadmap - It has many tips for you, divided into three different topics: a) How to plan a story, b) How to write a story, c) How to revise a story. The best thing about this? It's FREE!
Story Structure Database - The Story Structure Database is an archive of books and movies, recording all their major plot points;
National Centre for Writing - FREE worksheets and writing courses. Has also paid courses;
Penguin Random House - Has some writing contests and great opportunities;
Crime Reads - Get inspired before writing a crime scene;
The Creative Academy for Writers - "Writers helping writers along every step of the path to publication." It's FREE and has ZOOM writing rooms;
Reedsy - "A trusted place to learn how to successfully publish your book" It has many tips, and tools (generators), contests, prompts lists, etc. FREE;
QueryTracker - Find agents for your books (personally, I've never used this before, but I thought I should feature it here);
Pacemaker - Track your goals (example: Write 50K words - then, everytime you write, you track the number of the words, and it will make a graphic for you with your progress). It's FREE but has a paid plan;
Save the Cat! - The blog of the most known storytelling method. You can find posts, sheets, a software (student discount - 70%), and other things;
I hope this is helpful for you!
(Also, check my blog if you want to!)
Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a cage
Or should I call it #theDigitalAge ?
And I must tell you, it's loud in here.
I see and hear everyone too much.
Being called out by memes, and
Feeling left out on trends.
Photoshop making grass a little greener
While I filter out my blues.
I send you LOL with a straight face,
Use "Panic" as my wordle guess,
You see my carefully curated stories,
Unaware of the ones I hide from you.
Trained to fake a smile
Faster than the shutter speed.
While living like the protagonist
Of Franz Kafka's dairy adaptation.
Tired of looking through this glass cage.
Aren't you sick of this Digital Age?
Oh, Who am I kidding! You've already moved on,
To double-tap the next thing.
@the2headedcalf / On Love, Alain de Botton / @tilthat / Céline Sciamma / Twitter: Nightshiftmp3 / Twitter: Thepartypope / Portrait of a Lady on Fire / The Clean House, Sarah Ruhl / The History of the Band-Aid / weird-facts.org /
no, I didn’t write these. you don’t have to fear for my sanity.
waking up from a car crash with a different boyfriend than I remember
both me AND my crush got those daddy issues
my hot boss moved in with me…strictly for safety reasons!
blind date with a hot doctor got very weird, very fast
obnoxious guy next door is actually the art hoe of my dreams
my girlfriend who is young but old is an alien
she tries to turn me into a demon so we can be together FOREVER
wrist grabs, kissing and cross-dressing, oh my!
doctor wants to marry the dead girl on his gurney
bad-ass ice queen has a softer side…activated by a boy and cockroaches
flirty training techniques make him fear for his life
when your mom tries to get you laid and then tells your whole school about it
water nymph wants to seduce my cru- I mean the prince I have ZERO interest in
he wore a cardboard cutout with his crush’s face on it…that’s love
what to expect when you’re expecting a demon baby
got out of prison just in time to crash my bf’s wedding
proving that hoe-ing it up is beneficial to finding a relationship…w/SCIENCE
my crush has a secret future wife and she’s jelly
can’t stop flirting with the hottest ghost girls in school
pretend BF willing and able to catfish together but also why are we doing this?
she nearly drowned him, and now he’s in love with her
hospital roommate trying to cuddle in the middle of the night
I hired a hitman for myself, but his feelings were more romantic than murderous
he’s planning to kill her right after this date
she didn’t realize she’d been talking to her crush all along…in another man’s body
Jumin is gonna get his nose broke lbr he probably can't fight for shit
That's 15 more posts than 2021!
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@fennecshandgf
@sleepyowlwrites
@the-shooting-star
@inkinmyskinandsoul
@judas-redeemed
#poetry - 22 posts
#loveforwords - 21 posts
#poets on tumblr - 21 posts
#chaos.and.clutter - 21 posts
#poems on tumblr - 21 posts
#quotes - 21 posts
#literature - 21 posts
#books - 20 posts
#musings - 20 posts
#fiction - 20 posts
Longest Tag: 27 characters
#my head is about to explode
I read that Grief is a derived word
A word that stemmed from the Latin word gravis.
Gravis - Heavy.
A weight that we've to carry on our own
Because there's only I in Grief.
Most often there are no exit wounds.
It tears your skin and lodges within.
Sometimes we learn to live with it.
Sometimes we have to cut ourselves open and let it out.
And when there are exit wounds,
You've to be courageous enough to let it pass through you.
Tear open your skin twice.
There's no Us in Grief.
I can only sit next to you and hold your hand
While you're hurting.
Hoping you'll pull through.
And then help you stitch your exit wounds.
11 notes - Posted July 31, 2022
recently came across The Beatrice Letters by Lemony Snicket which screams love in every possible way. So I had to make my own version of it. Dramatically speaking: An homage if I may.
I will love you if this is the last time I get to tell you, and I will love you if this is the only time I get to tell you that I do. I will love you as an empress loves her emperor, and as the emperor loves his subjects, and as his subjects love their empire. I love you as a moth loves flame and as flame loves metal. I love you as a warrior loves her sword and as the sword loves to draw blood. I will wait for you as Olaf waits for summer and as a pied cuckoo waits for rain. I will love you if our forever starts today, I will love you if our forever ends today, and I will love you if we never even stood a chance.
I love you as the sun loves the sea and as the sea loves the salt. I will love you as long as it takes to separate the salt from the sea and the salt from my tears. I love you as Shakespeare loves tragedy, and as tragedy follows every hero, and as the hero slowly starts to fall in love with the villain. I will learn to say I love you in every existing language, and then I will learn to speak your love language. I will love you as the poets love the moon and as the moon loves to chase a car. I will love you when you think the world of someone else, I will love you as that world falls apart, and I will love you as my world falls apart. I will love you when my world is full of light, and I will love you from the shadows of my mind.
16 notes - Posted August 5, 2022
Doesn't a word look weird when we stare at it long enough? Doesn't the alphabet look slightly meaningless when we write it over and over again? Here's one: CLING C-LING, C-L-ING, C-L-I-NG, C-L-I-N-G. Does this make sense? It doesn't sound like a word the more you say it. It doesn't look like a word the more you write it. The curves and strokes, dots and dash!
Isn't it how the name of the people you love changes? At some point, it stops being a name, a word that belongs to them. It becomes a feeling that belongs to you. It stops sounding like a word or a random string of letters. It becomes a string of feelings you cling to when life falls apart. Their name on your phone screen stops looking like a word. Every notification and phone call conjures an image of them looking at you and smiling before you can even look at it twice. That particular string of curves and strokes, dots and dash Once belonged to them and is now beloved by you Which you randomly write in the air because it gives you comfort.
Sometimes we take names for granted without realizing the power it holds. When all it takes is that one word to appear on your screen to get you through another tiring day.
23 notes - Posted August 15, 2022
We save the most intense conversations
For the crowded train rides back home.
Not the same home. Not now. Not ever.
We stand in between the bustling crowd,
Look out the window and avoid each other's eyes
You hum under your breath, and I pretend I didn't hear it
We talk about the day in moments.
Ones that made us laugh, ones that felt grateful,
And then about the ones we didn't think the other would notice.
That brings a smile to your face,
So I crack open my otherwise dark heart just a little.
To let that light inside. You smile again, and I break again.
I tell you things I wouldn't tell you when we're alone
In the silence of an empty road where you can hear my voice break
So I find comfort in the crowd muffling out my pain.
The train stops, and you forget it's time.
It's time for you to get down, that it's time for us to reset.
We hug, you get down, and I watch you walk away.
One of these days will be our final train ride like this
Where we talk about us.
And we'll get down, go home. Not the same. Not ever.
But maybe one that's just as loved.
39 notes - Posted May 2, 2022
The Beatrice Letters by Lemony Snicket
42 notes - Posted August 5, 2022
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